Chapter 10
Slammer
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After receiving the text from the Judge, I called in the rest of the club members and we made plans to try and get Jessica back. Feds or not, I wasn’t about to let her die without putting in some kind of effort. She was a good kid and worth the risk of going to prison. Just like I told Frannie, time-and-time again, we took care of our own. Jessica was my stepdaughter and now a part of the club, whether she f*****g liked it or not.
“Bring her back to me,” wept Frannie, as we prepared to leave.
Tank and Raptor had driven ahead, over an hour ago, to give us intel on the Reaper’s cabin. Sitting in the clubhouse parking lot were ten more of us on hogs, with two more Prospects driving an SUV. We were all armed with handguns, plus there were a few AK-47s hidden in
